He made a living operating heavy machinery at a paper mill over near the river. King arrived first at the smoldering car and was sniffing at the driver’s side door. Clint jerked the door wide open and leaned down to check the occupant. He stared momentarily at the young woman who was held upright by her seat belt. Her skirt and half-slip had ridden up to her crotch and Clint could see all of her stocking clad legs as well as her pussy hair through the lace of the panties. He also noticed Heather's death urine leaking from her panties and running under her toward the back of the seat. Clint checked for a pulse but found none. Heather's beautiful blue eyes were open in a death stare into space. Unsnapping her seat-belt; he carried the leggy corpse over to a nearby clear spot and checked for a pulse again. No pulse. No heartbeat. She was dead. He now looked her over more carefully. There was clotting blood on the left side of her head where she had banged it on the window. He also noted blood dripping from her left nostril and the left corner of her mouth. No other visible wounds though. She was a looker; what a shame that someone as beautiful as her had lost their life here. Such long shapely legs, he couldn't believe he was this attracted to a dead woman; but living out in the wilderness had taken its toll. He hadn't seen a woman this beautiful in a long oriental time. His ex-wife had been attractive but this one put her to shame. This one wouldn't object to anything that was done to her now. What a perfect lover! Suddenly Clint decided he was going to teens take her back to his cabin. He retrieved her purse from the car and then hoisted Heather's lovely corpse over his left shoulder. With King in the lead; he made his way back down to the creek and walked in it a ways before heading up japanese the mountain toward his cabin. After stopping several asian times to rest; he came over the last little hill above the cabin. It was nestled in a deep forest surrounded by giant evergreens with a creek running nearby. Clint had rigged up a hand pump in the cabin so he didn't have to go down to the creek to have water. Clint entered the front door and placed his rifle in the corner. He walked over near the bed and gently lowered Heather's corpse onto a large wooden chair. Now to clean her up a little he thought. After filling a washpan with water; Clint began to gently wash the blood from the side of Heather's face, the corners of her mouth and her left nostril. Once that was done; he washed and cleaned the blood from her hair and dried her face and hair as much as possible. With King watching intently; Clint turned down the covers on the bed and then gently scooped up Heather's corpse and carried it to the bed. He arranged the pillow under her head and kissed her cold unfeeling lips. Damn; she was sexy! Clint raised Heather up from the pillow and removed her Blazer, her ribbon tie and her white blouse. Still holding her upright; he removed the camisole and unsnapped the lace bra and slowly lowered her back to the pillow. He unbuttoned and unzipped her gray skirt and grabbing the hem; pulled pulled the skirt and the half-slip off over the shapely hips, legs and shoes. It was framed in short red hairs that matched the ones on her head. “TOM!” Zara shouted. Jesse pushed japanese back, and Hank slammed her back onto his lap. “Sasha, I think you need to leave now. Annabelle felt his cock throb with excitement the more she stroked him. She had not changed into her pajamas yet and was wearing a light blue blouse and dark blue jeans. My imagination was squarely focused on a vision of my sister standing in my room and pulling her thin teddy over teens her head. Ares thoughts washed over her with heat. The plan was that Ethan would walk about 15 yards behind me carrying my clothes in the bag. We made it ten minutes into the hour-long drive to the hotel nearest the company before Hannah oriental typed something out on asian her phone and handed it to me. During WWII, a similar operation had been started to counter and follow Hitler’s research into the occult, but was decommissioned due to lack of results.